The Barkeep was breathing heavily. They were safe, possibly. Maybe. It was quiet. It felt like the times he teleported into space just to experience the infinite darkness, protected from the cold and lack of air with the Force Galactic.

"Can't tell. Anyone here wanna look into the future, assumin' the time in this place works linearly?" He rolled around to take a look at the other Heroes, determining who needed healing most, but the motion lurched something awful in his gut. "Oh, I think I'm gonna be sick," he said clutching his stomach.

He curled up while using as little energy as possible to lift up his staff to cast Raise on K'pandolu and Curaga on Saori. Now he could focus on his motion sickness.